The unknown woman sighed at Izzy's Question.
"Quite tragically if I might say so," She confirmed "Shot in the face by a mugger after his accomplice accidentally blabbed his first name," She shook her head "What a waste of a life," The Woman took her spectacles off and gave Izzy a once over. "But as luck would have it, your death is quite perfectly timed," Izzy just stared at the Woman in response and she chuckled.
"For me at least," She specified, "As you may or may not have noticed I am a God of Death, one of many might I add, a lot of people die every day so we're rather busy, but sometimes we have time to talk, and for a very long time we've had a bit of a bet going on, and thanks to you and the other's whose deaths are tied to you we have the perfect situation to finally settle it,"
"You want me to settle a bet?" Izzy asked, his confusion only growing with every word the Goddess said to him.
"Oh not just you," She assured him "You see as it would happen four people died that night, You, the Girl at the Register, and the two would be muggers, one shot by the other, and the last one was ran down by a eighteen wheeler truck while trying to escape from the police,"
"I just died like 2 minutes ago. How did things escalate that fast?"
"Oh, Sweetie you died ages ago," The Goddess chuckled. "We've just been holding on to you four until our retirement, hence why you're in my realm instead of the halls of judgment.
"What?" Izzy asked in confusion, his only answer was that of the Goddess waving his question aside.
"Don't worry about it, so the bet is simple, and your part will be easy to play. Some of us think that regardless of certain benefits in life some humans will just be Evil, and some will just be Good, while some believe an evil or good person could be warped by being thrown into the opposite situation, Simple right?"
"So far it is but I feel a twist coming," Izzy was concerned about what his easy role had to do with this bet, and his concerns were quickly proven to be well-founded.
"So, taking two evil souls and two good souls, we'll be reincarnating them in different situations, A Good and Evil soul in a good position, and another Good and Evil soul in a horrible position,"
Izzy frowned as she smiled, "Which am I?" He asked fearfully.
"Oh don't be silly, that would be telling and we can't have you disrupting the experiment by knowing more than you need to," The Goddess held up her hand and a myriad of paperwork flew into her hand as she began looking over them "Oh perfect someone used the spell," The Goddess let the papers fly off into the fireplace.
"Your lot has been drawn my boy, now I'm afraid I can't tell you anything about it or give you any real advice, can't temper with the bet now can I," The Goddess summoned another four sheets of paper and, after a moment one of them started burning on it's own. "And here's your ride," The Goddess flipped the paper over and Izzy found himself looking at a shining light that quickly blinded him "Enjoy your new life," The Goddess cheered as Izzy lost all of his senses for a moment before the sensation of being wet and the sound of voices in a panic overtook his senses.
"I can't hear anything," A Woman cried out in despair "Let me see them,"
"Calm yourself Miss Zoey," Another Woman said as his vision began clearing, he found himself looking at a very tired Woman with Shimmering Blue eyes and a Luscious Mane of Coal Black Hair.
"Ah," The Woman chuckled, he body convulsing as though she had just been punched, "The Demon, I thought you might come, thank you for letting me be a mother," Izzy just stared blankly at the Woman as he was handed off to a Woman in a Maids outfit. A group of maids went right to work making sure he was dried, and placed in what felt like a pair of Silk footie Pajamas, His new PJ's were crimson Red.
With all that was happening he just stared at the Woman around him as he was placed into his crib, unable to even think of what to do he just stared and listened as another child was born, and then another, and finally a fourth just as a man burst into the room.
He just watched as the man saw the son who had been delivered last and then demanded he be shown the child who was wrong. Izzy just stated at the man who was now his father as he declared they needed to get rid of him
"Well this didn't last very fuckin' long," he cried out mentaly before his mother cut in and informed her husband she had measures in place to keep him form getting ride of Izzy "Thank you sweet Mother," Izzy cheered as his father fought against keeping him, once it was decided Izzy would be labeled as Second Son his Father began the naming and dubbed him with the new name Nebbie Mistmire. "Mistmire a weird last name," Nebbie muttered, thankful not to have the responsibility of being the future king weighing down upon his head.
Nebbie watched as his father was about to leave when he started glowing "What did she send me to the wrong body or something?" Nebbies confusion was quickly answered by the Doctor and was informed he and his siblings' Unique Skills.
"I don't wanna be a Demon Lord!" Nebbie complained "That sounds like a one way ticket to getting my teeth kicked by my own brother!" Nebbie's own concerns were interrupted when his Father slammed the door and made his new Sister Molly start crying. Nebbie watched the Maids comfort his distressed siblings as Molly's tears got them all going. One of the maids reached their hands out and, not sure what she wanted from him he just stared at her before she declared she would take the job and began asking about Breastfeeding.
"I'm sorry what?" Nebbie demanded as the Doctor picked him up and brought him to his mother. "My Hero!" Nebbie cheered, managing to find his vocal cords enough to laugh in delight at seeing his new mother, who seemed equally happy to see him despite believing he was an evil entity from hell if that concept even applied in this world.
"Hello," His Mother greeted him happily, "It's nice to meet you," Nebbie enjoyed himself as she held him up and he poked at her face, mostly due to his own baby instincts demanding he do so. He Enjoyed familiarizing himself with his mothers face before falling to his own little body and becoming overcome with exhaustion he curled up to his mothers chest with a yawn as he drifted off to sleep.